"Tears are the sweat to my spiritual exercise." (Best quote! :D)


Now on to slightly less noble matters.
Net Nanny must die. I log in. Password? Check. 'Verify'? Check. Twice. ... And then a few more times. Look. I've authorized you to check up on everything I do ok? Seriously... you don't need that many verifications Miss Nanny. I think you're just after the adrenaline rush from the feeling of power you get each time I have to submit to your authority. :p (That was not a happy tongue sticking outage. That was a mean, "I hate you Alf-Alfa" kind of sticking out my tongue face.)
Have a nice life stuck in this computer Miss Nanny.
Sincerely,
Frazzled Senior.